Life fucking loves you. Things work out for you. Doors open for you. Money comes to you. Love finds you. People remember you. Opportunities want you. You keep getting lucky in ways that make you laugh because of course it worked out for you again.
Of course it did. It always does. It always has.
I am always financially abundant.
I am always financially abundant.
I am always financially abundant.
I am always financially abundant.
I am always financially abundant.
I am always financially abundant.
I am always financially abundant.
Everything always works out in my favour.
Everything always works out in my favour.
Everything always works out in my favour.
Everything always works out in my favour.
Everything always works out in my favour.
Everything always works out in my favour.
I am always chosen, loved and adored.
I am always chosen, loved and adored.
I am always chosen, loved and adored.
I am always chosen, loved and adored.
I am always chosen, loved and adored.
I am always chosen, loved and adored.
I am always chosen, loved and adored.
Light does not demand that you worship it, defend it, or build an identity around it.
It simply illuminates what was previously unseen, allowing you to choose your next step with greater awareness.
The ultimate expression of awakening is this; to become so deeply rooted in love that you no longer need fear to guide you, religion to define you, or an outside authority to tell you how to find the Divine.(Please repost)
the fact that darkness is basically the default state of the universe and we only get daylight because there’s a giant ball of fire nearby is kinda insane
little stoner witch ritual: take a smoke session and give every hit a different purpose before you begin. one for the body. one for the mind. one for spirit. stop there and sit with it
the point is learning how little cannabis you may actually need to cross the threshold into ritual consciousness instead of assuming spiritual depth lives somewhere at the bottom of the joint